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BX  9225  .C56  C53 

Cleland,  Robert  Glass,  1885- 

1957. 
The  life  of  Thomas  Horace 

Cleland  = 


THOMAS  HORACE  CLELAND 


NOV  14  1958 
THE  LIFE  OF    Xi^^OG/CAL  80*5 

Thomas    Horace    Cleland 


A  Memorial 
Compiled  by  his  Father 
Written  by  his  Brother 


To  Him  that  overcometh  will  I  grant  to  sit  with  me  in  my  throne, 
even  as  I  also  overcame,  and  am  set  down  with  my  Father  in  His 
throne.  -Rev.  111,21. 


PREJJ  OF  GEO.   RICE   6-  -SON.5 
LO.5  ANQELE6,  QAL. 


Dedication 

To  Those  Two 

Who  by  example  taught  him  service,  sacrifice  and  faith, 
and  all  the  great  things  that  a  man  should  know. 


PREFACE 


The  following  pages  were  written  for  a  single, 
simple  purpose — that  Horace  Cleland,  though 
dead,  may  yet  speak  to  the  young  men  and 
young  women  who  shall  perhaps  read  here  the 
brief  story  of  his  brief  life.  The  idea  of  such  a 
Memorial  was  first  suggested  by  the  diary  found 
after  Horace's  death,  and  by  the  large  number 
of  testimonials  from  friends  and  acquaintances 
bearing  witness  to  his  Christlike  influence  and 
character.  His  own  life  had  been  deeply  stirred 
by  the  lives  of  Hugh  Beaver,  Rose  and  Pitkin — 
young  men  who  lived  for  Christ  and  died  joy- 
fully in  His  service.  His  ideals  and  aspirations 
here  on  earth  were  the  same  as  theirs.  It  is 
with  the  prayer  that  this  little  volume  may  have 
something  of  the  uplifting  power,  in  its  limited 
scope,  upon  student  life  that  their  biographies 
have  had,  that  we  have  sent  it  forth.  Only  this 
has  induced  us  to  give  publicity  to  those  intimate 
details  and  cherished  memories  we  would  not 
otherwise  have  spoken  of  to  others. 

"Horace's  life  was  not  great,"  you  will  say. 
No,   not    as   the   world   counts    greatness.     Yet 


Preface 

great  after  all  in  the  realities — in  love,  service, 
sacrifice;  great,  too,  in  its  living  influence — in 
men  won  from  selfishness  and  sin  unto  Christ; 
in  lives  filled  with  steadfast  purpose  and  high 
resolve;  in  lessons  taught  of  purity  and  truth. 
Great,  chiefly,  because  it  was  numbered  among 
those  who  follow  Christ  whithersoever  He  goeth. 
It  is  given  each  of  us  to  attain  such  greatness. 
Shall  we  not  count  it  worth  while? 


CONTENTS 


CHAPTER  I 
Boyhood  -  -  -  -  11 

CHAPTER   II 
College        -  -  -  -  -        18 

CHAPTER  III 
Seminary  28 

CHAPTER   IV 
Crowned        -  -  -  -  -        39 


A  Memorial  to 

Thomas    Horace    Cleland 


CHAPTER   I, 
BOYHOOD. 


They  are  idols  of  hearts  and  of  households, 

They  are  angels  of  God  in  disguise, 
His  sunlight  still  sleeps  in  their  tresses, 

His  glory  still  gleams  in  their  eyes. 
Those  truants  from  home  and  from  heaven, 

They  have  made  me  more  manly  and  mild, 
And  I  know  now  how  Jesus  could  liken, 

The  kingdom  of  God  to  a  child. 

Chas.  M.  Dickman,  "The  Children." 

THOMAS  HORACE  CLELAND  was  born 
May  19,  1882,  in  Shelby  County,  Ken- 
tucky, on  the  farm  where  one  of  his  an- 
cestors had  made  his  home  nearly  a  hundred 
years  before.  In  his  veins  ran  a  trace  of  English 
blood,  though  for  the  most  part  he  was  Scotch- 
Irish  by  descent,  the  family  tracing  their  lineage 
back  to  the  days  of  Robert  Bruce  with  whom 
they  claim  distant  kinship. 
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In  Memoriam 

On  his  mother's  side  Horace  was  preeminently 
of  pioneer  stock.  His  great-great  grandfather,  an 
intimate  friend  of  Daniel  Boone,  was  among  the 
first  of  those  resolute  frontiersmen  who  crossed 
the  mountains  westward  from  Virginia  to  settle 
in  the  newly  discovered  wilderness  south  of  the 
Ohio.  Here  his  cool  daring  and  kindliness  of 
heart  made  the  name  of  Benjamin  Logan  uni- 
versally respected,  while  the  prominent  part  he 
took  in  the  constant  warfare  with  the  Indians, 
together  with  the  efforts  he  made  toward  the 
establishment  of  law  and  order  among  the  oft- 
times  rough  and  independent  backwoodsmen, 
has  linked  that  name  inseparably  with  the  early 
history  of  Kentucky. 

Eliza ,  a  granddaughter  of  Col.  Benjamin 
Logan,  married  Dr.  Robert  Glass,  a  physician  of 
Shelby  county.  Dr.  Glass  was  a  true  Christ- 
ian and  a  ruling  elder  in  the  Presbyterian 
church.  His  untimely  death  by  cholera  filled 
the  entire  community  with  gloom,  for  to 
ability  he  had  added  self-sacrifice  and  unstinted 
service. 

Sallie,  the  younger  of  the  two  daughters  that 
survived  Dr.  Glass,  married  Rev.  R.  W.  Cleland 
of  Lebanon,  thus  uniting  two  of  the  oldest  and 
best  known  families  of  Kentucky.  Mr.  Clel- 
and's  grandfather,  old  Dr.  Thomas  Cleland,  was, 
in  his  day,  the  most  popular  minister  of  the 
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Boyhood 

state,  and  his  son,  Dr.  Thomas  Horace  Cleland 
was  scarcely  less  beloved.  In  addition,  the 
family  was  closely  related  to  the  Wickliffes  and 
Hardins — names  borne  by  more  than  one  of  the 
great  orators  of  Kentucky. 

It  was  for  his  grandfather,  Dr.  Thomas  Horace 
Cleland,  that  Horace  was  named.  On  both 
sides  his  predecessors  had  bequeathed  him  a 
good  and  honored  lineage.  They  had  united 
in  him  physical  and  moral  vigor,  quiet  perser- 
verance,  steadfast  determination,  the  willing- 
ness to  serve  for  another's  sake.  More  than  all 
they  had  given  him  a  father  and  mother  who 
realized  the  responsibility  of  the  trust  of  a  life, 
and  who  were  worthy  of  that  trust. 

As  a  boy  Horace  was  bright,  energetic,  full  of 
enthusiasm  and  gifted  with  a  wonderful  memory. 
Before  he  was  three  years  old  he  had  committed 
many  poems  and  recitations  with  which  he  often 
amused  his  audiences  both  in  the  home  and  on 
the  street.  His  voice  was  clear  and  strong,  his 
enunciation  distinct,  and  his  delivery  forceful 
and  dramatic.  He  was  a  sunshiny,  joyous 
child,  sweet  tempered  and  good  humored  but 
persistent.  It  was  not  easy  for  him  to  surren- 
der. He  always  planned  carefully  and  to  the 
minutest  details  every  undertaking,  and  he  could 
not  endure  to  see  his  plans  miscarry.  Disap- 
pointment went  hard  with  him  and  this  was  a 
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In  Memoriam 

matter  of  no  little  anxiety  to  his  father  and 
mother,  who  realized  how  often  he  would  be 
called  upon  to  endure  failure  and  defeat  in  the 
coming  years.  The  grace  that  enabled  him  af- 
terwards to  rejoice  in  the  shattered  purposes 
and  broken  plans  of  his  life  could  have  come  from 
God  alone. 

One  memorable  night  when  he  was  nine  years 
of  age  Horace  said  to  his  father,  "Father,  I  want 
to  unite  with  the  church."  His  father  ques- 
tioned him  as  to  his  reasons  and,  after  speaking 
of  the  solemnity  of  such  a  step,  advised  him  to 
think  and  pray  over  it.  The  next  night  the  boy 
sought  his  father  again  and  gave  his  answTer: 
"Father,  I  have  done  as  you  said.  I  feel  I  ought 
to  unite  with  the  church."  In  the  same  way  he 
answered,  of  his  own  accord,  the  call  to  the 
gospel  ministry;  and  afterwards  the  appeal 
Christ  makes  from  other  lands. 

With  the  exception  of  six  months  during 
which  his  parents  resided  in  Mt.  Sterling,  Ky., 
Horace  spent  the  first  four  years  of  his  life  in  his 
native  county  of  Shelby.  From  1886  to  1889, 
his  father  was  pastor  of  the  First  Presbyterian 
church  of  Owensboro,  and  here  as  everywhere 
the  lad  was  a  great  favorite.  In  1889  the  fam- 
ily moved  to  Duarte,  California,  Mr.  Cleland 
taking  charge  of  the  Presbyterian  churches  in  the 
neighboring  towns  of  Azusa  and  Monrovia. 
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Three  years  later,  owing  to  the  growth  of  his 
work,  he  gave  up  his  church  in  Monrovia  and 
transferred  his  residence  to  Azusa.  Here  Horace 
graduated  from  grammar  and  high  school. 

Horace's  boyhood  was  the  natural  outgrowth 
of  the  traits  he  had  displayed  as  a  child.  He 
always  ranked  among  the  first  in  his  classes,  yet 
did  his  work  not  for  praise  or  reward  but  for  its 
own  sake.  He  prized  his  home  life  above  every- 
thing else  and  was  his  "mother's  boy" — nor  can 
higher  tribute  be  paid  to  any  lad.  Caring  little 
for  solitude,  he  loved  company  and  was  univer- 
sally popular  among  his  playmates.  Hunting 
and  fishing  held  no  special  attractions  for  him, 
but  in  swimming,  tennis,  and  many  other  forms 
of  outdoor  sport  he  excelled,  having  the  happy 
faculty  of  keeping  his  physical  and  mental  na- 
tures in  even  balance.  A  strong  tribute  to  his 
life  at  this  time  comes  from  Professor  H.  H. 
McCutchan,  for  four  years  Horace's  principal  in 
grammar  school,  who  writes: 

"Horace  Cleland  entered  the  sixth  grade  of  the  Azus* 
City  Grammar  School  when  he  was  ten  years  old  and  at 
the  age  of  fourteen  was  graduated  from  the  ninth  grade. 
There  was  no  schoolmate  who  did  not  feel  the  influence 
of  his  kind  and  generous  nature;  no  teacher  who  did  not 
recognize  his  loyal,  industrious  efforts.  On  the  playground 
and  in  the  school  room  his  cheerful  patience  and  sunny 
disposition  endeared  him  to  every  one;  and  so  deeply  did 
his  Christian  personality  impress  itself  on  his  associates 

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that  he  will  always  be  remembered  as  one  who  was  an  in- 
spiration to  his  schoolmates  and  a  comfort  to  his  teacher." 

The  clerk  of  the  session  of  the  Azusa  church 
voices  the  same  opinion,  when  in  forwarding  the 
resolutions  passed  by  the  congregation  at  the 
time  of  Horace's  death,  he  adds: 

"We  had  high  hopes  of  his  future  career  in  the  Mas- 
ter's service,  especially  after  his  summer's  work  in  our 
pulpit.  Oh,  how  earnestly  he  preached  Jesus!  A  friend 
said  the  other  day,  'If  Horace  is  called  home  he  need  have 
no  regrets.  Even  from  the  time  he  was  in  grammar  school 
his  influence  on  his  companions  has  been  so  strongly  for 
the  right  that  to  have  accomplished  what  he  has  in  that 
way  alone,  is  to  have  lived  a  complete  life.'  " 

So  as  a  lad  Horace  lived  his  life  in  "simple- 
ness  and  gentleness  and  honor  and  clean  mirth." 
He  was  not  perfect,  only  natural  and  wholesome. 
Yet  even  at  this  age  he  was  beginning  to  exert 
an  influence  for  good  on  those  around  him  that 
was  so  deeply  to  characterize  him  in  later  years. 

In  September  1896,  Horace  entered  Citrus 
Union  High  School.  Here  his  life,  even  as  it 
had  been  in  grammar  school,  was  glad  and  joy- 
ous, studious  and  earnest.  He  won  popularity 
without  the  lowering  of  ideals,  and  formed 
friendships  without  the  sacrifice  of  principle. 
From  one  of  his  closest  companions  at  this  time 
comes  the  following  heartfelt  testimony,  giving 
us  a  description  of  the  maturer  character  of  his 
life  as  his  fellows  viewed  it. 
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Boyhood 


"  'Think  truly  and  thy  thoughts  shall  the  world's  fam- 
ine feed 
Speak  truly,  and  each  word  shall  be  a  fruitful  seed. 
Live  truly  and  thy  life  shall  be  a  great  and  noble  creed.'  " 
"Had  Mr.  Bonar,  as  he  wrote  these  lines,  had  the  life 
of  Horace  Cleland  in  view  he  could  scarcely  have  found 
words  more  characteristic  of  that  life.  Although  Horace 
was  but  a  boy  when  in  high  school  he  will  be  remembered 
by  those  who  knew  him  as  a  genial  friend  and  companion, 
with  that  happy  look  on  his  face  or  some  witticism  on  his 
lips.  In  his  studies  he  was  unquestionably  at  the  head 
of  his  classes,  whether  in  mathematics,  science  or  liter- 
ature. Over  and  above  all  these  traits  stood  forth  his 
noble  Christian  character — a  character  that  condemned 
the  wrong  and  befriended  the  right  regardless  of  conse- 
quences. The  words  of  President  Baer  of  Occidental 
College  at  Horace's  funeral. — 'We  are  not  here  to  mourn  a 
defeat  but  to  celebrate  a  victory,'  could  well  have  been 
spoken  had  Horace  been  called  awTay  by  his  Master  even 
during  his  high  school  days. 

"I  know  of  no  more  appropriate  lines  to  express  what  I 
believe  to  have  always  been  Horace's  ambition  than  those 
given  us  by  Jean  Ingelow : 
'I  am  glad  to  think 

I  am  not  bound  to  make  the  wTrong  right, 
But  only  to  discover  and  do, 
With  cheerful  heart  the  work  that  God  appoints.'  " 

It  was  the  same  ambition,  in  some  measure 
at  least  on  Horace's  part,  that  One  had  who 
made  it  His  meat  and  drink  to  do  without  ques- 
tion His  Father's  will  and  to  accomplish  His 
work.     Is  any  other  ambition  worth  while? 


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CHAPTER  II. 

COLLEGE. 

Self-reverence,  self-knowledge,  self-control, 
These  three  alone  lead  life  to  soverign  power. 
And,  because  right  is  right,  to  follow  right 
Were  wisdom  in  the  scorn  of  consequence. 

Tennyson — (Enone . 

Whatsoever  things  are  true,  whatsoever  things  are  honest, 
whatsoever  things  are  just,  whatsoever  things  are  pure, 
whatsoever  things  are  lovely,  whatsoever  things  are  of 
good  report;  if  there  be  any  virtue,  and  if  there  be  any 
praise,  think  on  these  things. 

Philippians,  IV,  8. 

AFTER  his  graduation  from  high  school 
Horace  entered  Occidental  College  as  a 
freshman,  giving  up  opportunities  of  going 
to  firmly  established  institutions  that  he  might 
cast  in  his  lot  with  those  who  were  striving  to  keep 
alive  the  cause  of  Presbyterian  education  on  the 
Pacific  Coast.  Such  a  decision  was  not  made  with- 
out sacrifice,  for  his  ideals  of  the  privileges  and 
pleasures  rightfully  belonging  to  a  college  man  were 
high.  He  realized  he  would  lose  much  by  going 
to  a  struggling  college  like  Occidental,  where  the 
student  was  necessarily  handicapped  by  lack  of 
facilities  and  equipment,  and  where  the  enroll- 
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ment  was  a  mere  handful.  More  than  all  else, 
however,  he  feared  the  future  extinction  of  his 
Alma  Mater,  at  one  time  writing  that  he  would 
not  object  to  the  small  college  if  only  he  were 
sure  it  would  live  and  become  something  in  later 
years.  Temptations  came  to  him  from  time 
to  time  to  enter  other  and  larger  colleges  and 
universities  but  he  put  them  resolutely  aside, 
foregoing  personal  ambition  for  the  sake  of  the 
institution  of  his  own  denomination.  Occidental 
has  never  had  a  more  loyal  son,  and  her  present 
prosperity  and  rank  rests  upon  sacrifices  such  as 
he  made  in  the  past  days  of  adversity. 

In  college  Horace  was  even  more  popular  than 
in  high  school.  Because  of  this  and  his  unques- 
tioned ability  he  was  three  times  elected  mana- 
ger of  the  college  paper  and  for  several  seasons 
served  in  like  capacity  for  the  football  and  track 
teams.  As  an  athelete  also  he  won  a  lasting 
reputation.  During  the  three  years  in  which 
he  ran  for  the  college  he  was  never  beaten  by  a 
Southern  California  man  in  the  hundred  or  two- 
twenty  yard  dashes.  In  every  contest  "Old 
King,"  as  he  was  called,  was  counted  on  for  two 
firsts  and  only  once,  in  a  meet  with  Stanford 
University,  did  he  fail  to  win  them. 

Even  in  his  athletics  Horace  sought  to  win 
men  for  his  Master.  He  trained  and  ran  for  the 
sake  of  the  college,  but  also  with  the  right  idea 
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that  an  athlete  has  an  influence  over  certain 
men  that  no  other  student  has.  It  was  such 
men  that  Horace  wanted  for  Christ.  This  de- 
sire was  the  ruling  passion  of  his  college  life,  and 
its  influence  was  strongly  felt  in  the  work  of  the 
Young  Men's  Christian  Association  of  which  he 
was  president  at  one  time.  The  college  was 
small  but  the  leaders  among  the  undergraduates 
were  men  of  stalwart  Christian  character  who  set 
high  ideals  for  their  own  lives  and  the  student 
life  of  their  Alma  Mater.  The  result  of  their 
efforts  was  the  formation  of  a  Christian  man- 
hood that  has  left  its  impress  forever  upon  the 
college.  It  was  a  manhood  that  made  no  apology 
for  its  faith,  and  scorned  the  cowardice  of  shame. 
Something  of  an  idea  of  the  work  done  by 
Horace  in  the  Young  Men's  Christian  Associa- 
tion may  be  gained  from  the  words  of  Watson 
B.  Burt  spoken  at  the  memorial  services.  Mr. 
Burt  was  intimately  associated  with  Horace  as 
a  boy  and  was  afterwards  a  student  in  the  acad- 
emy when  Horace  was  a  Junior  in  college.  Mr. 
Burt  was  twice  president  of  the  student  body, 
during  his  college  course.     He  said: 

"I  am  stirred  when  I  think  of  how  much  Horace 
would  make  of  such  an  opportunity  to  speak  a  word  for 
Jesus  Christ.  For  if  there  was  any  one  salient  feature  of 
Horace's  life  it  was  his  eagerness  to  advance  the  cause  of 
the  Son  of  God.     How  fittingly  we  sang  at  the  opening 

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of  this  memorial  service  for  him,  'More  Love  to  Thee, 
O  Christ,  More  Love  to  Thee!'  That  is  the  hymn  that 
Horace  Cleland's  life  is  still  singing  to  you  and  me. 

"I  am  to  tell  you  something  of  his  work  in  the  college 
Y.  M.  C.  A.  I  cannot  tell  you  all,  for  he  did  much  quiet 
work  and  the  Keeper  of  the  Book  of  Life  has  many  an  act 
and  word  of  his  of  which  you  and  I  will  never  know.  On 
our  college  seal  is  engraved  the  Greek  word  'Christos.' 
So  most  certainly  was  Christ  engraved  on  the  heart  of  him 
we  mourn  today.  In  like  manner  his  own  life  has  been 
imprinted  on  the  whole  life  of  this  college.  Those  within 
the  Christian  Associations  feel  it  in  the  inspiration  of  his 
example  of  work;  those  without  the  Associations  feel  it 
in  the  gripping  force  of  that  thing  known  as  'Occidental 
Spirit,'  for  Horace  was  a  pioneer  of  that  spirit. 

"I  shall  never  forget  the  first  Y.  M.  C.  A.  meeting  I  at- 
tended in  Occidental  six  years  ago.  It  was  led  by 
'King'  Cleland  as  we  called  him,  and  he  had  chosen  for 
his  text/The  King's  Business  Requireth  Haste.'  It  was 
in  response  to  his  appeal  in  that  meeting  that  I  made  it 
known  in  Occidental  that  I  was  a  Christian.  Where 
most  Christians  are  weak,  Horace  was  strong,  in  that  he 
was  active  in  personal  work.  I  mention  only  one  instance 
to  show  this.  In  the  old  days  all  the  students  sat  in  the 
Chapel  of  the  present  academy  building  in  double  seats. 
My  own  seat-mate  had  run  up  against  a  snag  in  his  life 
and  was  in  great  difficulty.  As  he  afterwards  told  me  it 
was  Horace  who  helped  him  out. 

"It  is  my  fortune  that  I  knew  Horace  when  a  boy.  We 
were  playmates  together  and  it  is  to  him  that  I  am  in- 
debted for  an  early  example  of  a  young  Christian  charac- 
ter. I  worshiped  him  as  a  small  boy  does  a  big  boy — a 
hero  worship  if  you  will.  I  admired  him  as  a  young  man 
does  an  older,  stronger  man.     I  respected  him  as  an  under- 

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classman  does  a  worthy  upper-classman.  I  loved  him  as 
one  Christian  worker  does  another. 

"There  are  three  features  of  Horace's  work  in  the  Asso- 
ciation that  have  remained  with  me — his  activity,  sin- 
cerity, purpose.  Horace  was  no  sloth.  He  was  always 
busy,  always  to  be  relied  upon.  There  was  no  sham  about 
him.  He  delighted  most  in  the  hardest  tasks.  His  ideals 
were  an  inspiration  to  his  fellow  students;  his  purpose 
always — the  Will  of  God. 

"Horace  Cleland  was  a  leader.  Do  you  appreciate  the 
nickname  his  fellows  gave  him?  We  called  him  'King' 
because  he  earned  the  title  on  the  athletic  field,  in  the 
class-room,  in  literary  or  religious  meeting — alone  or  in 
company,  on  the  campus  or  down  town.  And  I  thank 
God  that  I  can  know  that  Horace  is  today  wearing  his 
kingly  crown  of  glory. 

"On  the  tomb  of  Wesley  in  Westminster  Abbey  is  the 
inscription — 'God  buries  his  workmen  but  He  carries  on 
His  work.'  Horace  Cleland  has  gone  from  us,  but  he  has 
left  us  his  heritage.  Occidental  is  the  richer  for  his  life. 
Do  you  not  feel  his  spirit  urging  you  to  turn  from  your 
self-interest,  your  shallowness  to  live  a  truer  life,  to  work 
harder  for  his  Master  and  yours?" 

It  was  thus  that  Horace  made  his  influence 
felt  on  those  around  him.  His  religion  was  with- 
out hypocrisy  or  sham — a  thing  not  of  conven- 
ience or  season  but  the  very  bone  and  sinew  of 
life. 

During   his   Junior   and   Senior   years   Horace 

was  often  engaged  in  deputation  work,  speaking 

in  the  pulpits  of  the  surrounding  churches,  on 

behalf  of  the  Student  Volunteer  and  Y.  M.  C.  A. 

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work.  After  one  of  these  meetings  in  Santa 
Barbara,  Dr.  Carrier,  the  pastor  of  the  church, 
wrote  Horace's  father  a  letter  from  which  the 
following  extract  is  taken.  Dr.  Carrier  is  one 
of  the  best  known  ministers  of  the  coast.  His 
letter  is  dated  Sept.,  1902,  when  Horace  was 
beginning  his  third  year  in  college: 

"Your  son  won  the  hearts  of  us  all  by  his  admirable 
address  on  the  Sunday  morning  when  he  spoke  in  our 
pulpit.  He  gave  so  unaffectedly,  so  simply  and  withal 
so  earnestly  an  account  of  Christian  work  in  our  colleges 
that  the  attention  of  all,  old  and  young,  was  held  en- 
chained by  him.  The  delightful  spiritual  savor  pervading 
his  whole  manner  of  presenting  the  subject  had  for  many 
of  us  an  especial  charm." 

One  of  the  most  helpful  influences  in  Horace's 
own  life  was  the  yearly  conference  of  the  Young 
Men's  Christian  Association  at  Pacific  Grove. 
He  attended  all  that  were  held  during  his  college 
course,  and  was  constantly  striving  to  increase 
the  size  of  the  Occidental  delegation.  He  so- 
licited money,  led  meetings,  and  urged  his  fellows 
personally  to  attend  these  conferences  because 
he  realized  from  his  own  experience  the  lasting 
good  that  would  come  into  their  lives.  At 
Pacific  Grove  Horace  formed  man}'  warm  friend- 
ships with  men  from  other  colleges  and  with  the 
Conference  leaders.  Among  the  latter  probably 
none  had  a  stronger  influence  upon  him  than 
Horace  Rose.  In  him  Horace  saw  his  ideal  of 
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a  college  man,  and  the  passion  of  Horace  Rose 
"to  burn  a  path  of  light  for  Jesus  Christ"  became 
the  passion  of  Horace  Cleland  also.  The  early 
death  of  Rose  made  a  deep  impression  on  his 
young  friend  who  began  to  realize  that  with  some 
indeed  "the  King's  business  requireth  haste." 

It  was  at  one  of  the  first  of  the  Conferences 
that  Horace  attended  that  he  signed  the  Student 
Volunteer  Declaration.  At  birth  he  had  been 
consecrated  to  God  by  his  parents — a  child  lent 
to  the  Lord  as  long  as  he  might  live.  It  was 
their  earnest  desire  that  he  might  become  a  for- 
eign missionary,  and  when  he  was  three  weeks 
old  he  had  been  claimed  for  India  by  Dr.  J.  J. 
Lucas,  the  friend  and  classmate  of  his  father. 
But  neither  father  nor  mother  had  endeavored 
to  control  Horace's  choice  of  life  work,  and  when 
the  call  came,  it  came  from  God. 

The  same  earnest  enthusiasm  that  marked 
Horace  as  an  athlete  or  student  marked  him  also 
as  a  Student  Volunteer.  The  claims  of  other 
lands  had  taken  such  strong  hold  upon  his  own 
life  that  he  could  unfalteringly  urge  those  claims 
on  those  around  him,  and  the  voice  of  Jesus 
Christ  had  sounded  so  clearly  in  his  own  ears  that 
he  realized  it  was  calling  others  also.  What  he 
had  come  to  recognize  himself,  he  strove  to  make 
real  to  his  fellow-students — that  discipleship 
means  obedience,  and  obedience,  service;  and 
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service  ofttimes  sacrifice.  Because  he  felt  that 
these  essentials  were  sometimes  lacking  in  the 
lives  of  those  who  had  made  great  professions, 
and  because  he  feared  they  might  be  lacking  in 
his  own  life,  he  was  constantly  mindful  of  the 
Master's  reproach  to  His  disciples — "For  why 
call  ye  me  Lord,  Lord,  and  do  not  the  things 
that  I  say?" 

That  Horace's  eagerness  and  enthusiasm  did 
not  go  for  naught  is  shown  by  a  letter  written 
to  his  parents  the  day  after  his  death,  by  a  young 
woman  who  is  now  fitting  herself  for  missionary 
service.  After  speaking  of  the  hundredfold 
that  comes  to  those  who  have  made  some  great 
sacrifice  for  Christ,  she  adds: 

"I  am  so  thankful  that  God  brought  me  to  Occidental 
where  I  came  under  the  inspiration  of  such  a  life.  It  was 
largely  Horace's  influence  that  led  me  to  give  my  life  to 
the  Master,  willing  to  go  where  He  wanted  me  to  go.  And 
today  I  am  praying,  because  of  his  life,  that  such  may  be 
my  consecration  that  my  life  too  may  count  for  some- 
thing. 

"When  I  was  a  Freshman,  Horace  led  the  meeting  on 
the  Day  of  Prayer  for  Colleges.  Its  key-note  of  obedience 
to  Christ  is  ringing  in  my  thoughts  yet,  and  ever  will  be. 
So  the  hundredfold,  of  which  you  two  will  share,  will  be 
the  souls  brought  to  the  light  by  those  of  us  who  shall  go 
to  the  dark  places  of  the  earth  in  his  stead;  and  in  those 
who  are  brought  to  Christ  from  among  his  circle  of  friends; 
and  in  those  whose  hearts  are  awakened  to  a  deeper  con- 
secration." 

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The  same  note  of  the  complete  effectiveness 
of  Horace's  life  is  also  struck  by  Mr.  Arthur 
Rugh,  a  man  whose  friendship  Horace  counted 
among  his  choice  possessions.  The  two  met  at 
Pacific  Grove  and  were  first  drawn  together  by 
their  mutual  interest  in  missions,  of  which  de- 
partment Rugh  had  charge.  Afterwards,  on 
his  visits  to  Occidental  as  Secretary  of  the  Student 
Volunteer  Movement,  Rugh  always  made  the 
Cleland  home  his  stopping  place.  Later  when 
he  took  up  the  work  of  the  Young  Men's  Chris- 
tian Association  in  Shanghai,  China,  he  corres- 
ponded with  Mrs.  Cleland.  The  following  ex- 
tract is  taken  from  a  letter  written  after  Horace's 
death.  Even  across  the  Pacific  Ocean  he  finds 
results  of  his  friends's  life.     He  writes: 

"Somehow  Occidental  College  has  always  had  a  special 
hold  upon  me  and  among  them  all  I  knew  Horace  best 
and  loved  him  most.  I  find  in  his  letters  several  refer- 
ences to  the  day  when  our  special  friendship  began  in  a 
walk  along  the  rocky  shore  at  Pacific  Grove.  From  that 
day  on  I  think  we  were  more  than  ordinary  friends.  I 
shall  not  attempt  to  tell  his  mother  about  him  but  I  do 
want  to  put  on  record  that  for  rugged  manliness,  pure 
religious  life,  and  likeness  to  his  gentle,  mother-like  Lord 
he  will  stay  in  my  mind  as  one  of  the  miracles  of  Christ's 
power  until  I  see  him  again.  His  work  was  done.  I  have 
met  in  China  more  than  a  few  men  who  knew  him  in  Semi- 
nary or  at  the  Conferences  and  who  will  depend  upon  the 
memory  of  him  for  part  of  their  strength  for  their  work 
here.     *     *     *     Through  the   years  we   will   remember 

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the  lives  that  will  be  made  new  by  the  life  he  lived  and  the 
work  he  did." 

Horace  could  influence  men  and  women  to 
give  their  lives  to  Christ  without  reserve,  because 
he  had  so  given  his.  Robert  E.  Speer  has  said 
of  Henry  Ward  Camp  that  ''he  graduated  from 
college  with  high  honor;  but,  what  is  more,  with 
the  deep  love  of  men  who  had  seen  no  flaw  in 
him,  and  some  of  whom  he  had  won  to  his  Sav- 
ior." The  same  words  might  also  have  been 
spoken  of  Horace  Cleland. 


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CHAPTER  III. 
SEMINARY. 

*     *     *     *    No  life 

Can  be  pure  in  its  purpose  and  strong  in  its  strife 
And  all  life  not  be  purer  and  stronger  thereby. 

*     *     *     *     Honest  love,  honest  sorrow, 
Honest  work  for  the  day,  honest  hope  for  the  morrow, 
Are  these    worth    nothing  more  than  the    hand    they 

make  weary 
The  heart  they  have  saddened,  the  life  they  leave  dreary? 

Owen  Meredith — Lucile. 

After  Horace's  graduation  from  college  he  entered 
Princeton  Seminary  from  which  his  father  and  grand- 
father had  both  graduated.  The  three  years  spent  there 
were  years  of  growth  and  power.  His  life  during  this 
period  has  been  compiled  and  written  by  John  M.  New- 
kirk,  his  close  friend,  for  one  year  his  classmate  in  college 
and  throughout  the  Seminary  course. 

HORACE  CLELAND  entered  Princeton 
Theological  Seminary  in  the  fall  of  1903 
and  graduated  therefrom  in  1906  after 
taking  the  regular  course.  He  also  received  the 
degree  of  Master  of  Arts  from  Princeton  Uni- 
versity in  June,  1906.  These  were  years  of  quiet 
growth,  of  steady  maturity. 

Seven  months  of  each  year  were  spent  in  the 
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unceasing  grind  of  Seminary  work.  The  two 
long  summer  vacations  he  passed  with  his  par- 
ents in  California,  where  he  preached  as  oppor- 
tunity offered.  The  first  winter  holidays  we 
spent  together  in  New  York  City — two  lonesome 
lads  we  were  at  Christmas,  far  from  home  and 
knowing  scarcely  anyone  in  the  city.  Horace 
passed  his  other  holidays  in  Kentucky  visiting 
friends  and  relations. 

He  took  no  part  in  the  social  life  off  the  campus 
at  Princeton,  not  making  half  a  dozen  calls  in 
three  years.  But  he  took  a  great  interest  in  all 
the  activities  of  the  University.  He  read  the 
Daily  Princetonian  carefully,  and  kept  informed 
of  what  was  to  happen  on  the  campus.  He  at- 
tended very  many  of  the  lectures,  debates  and 
other  University  meetings.  He  also  attended 
most  of  the  student  gatherings;  the  " cane- 
spree,"  the  " cannon-rush,"  the  gymnastic  and 
wrestling  exhibitions.  He  trained  each  spring, 
running  the  hundred  and  two-twenty  yard  dashes 
and  winning  several  medals.  He  was  also 
elected  a  member  of  Clio  Hall.  In  fact  I  know 
of  no  other  Seminary  student  who  took  as  much 
pleasure  in  the  varied  phases  of  the  University 
life. 

Almost  everyone  in  writing  of  Horace  after 
his   death   gave   testimony  that  they  had  been 

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impressed  with  Cleland's  zeal  in  the  advance- 
ment of  missionary  work  in  foreign  lands. 

When  we  entered  the  Seminary,  we  found  that 
there  was  much  less  interest  in  mission  study 
than  we  had  expected.  A  dozen  men  had  en- 
rolled in  a  course  on  Home  Missions,  while  there 
were  two  small  classes  organized  for  the  study 
of  Foreign  Missions,  attended  mostly  by  Stu- 
dent Volunteers.  The  men  who  most  needed 
awakening  were  not  being  reached.  At  the  first 
meeting  of  the  study  class  we  joined,  half  a  dozen 
came.  Horace  and  I  had  planned  to  leave  early 
to  attend  a  University  lecture.  But  after  we 
had  left  the  room  Horace  said  to  me,  "John,  this 
isn't  right.  There  are  a  lot  of  men  that  ought  to 
join  this  class  and  would  if  we  went  at  it  right." 
So  we  stood  there  in  the  hall  and  talked  the  matter 
over.  Then  we  returned  to  the  room  and  in- 
terrupted the  class  and  roused  them  to  act.  The 
next  day  Horace  and  I  were  appointed  a  com- 
mittee on  Mission  Study  in  the  Junior  Class. 
We  canvassed  the  class  carefully,  and  soon  twenty 
four  were  enrolled  in  Mission  Study.  Organiza- 
tion, system  and  energy  are  needed  in  the  Lord's 
work  as  much  as  in  business. 

The  next  year  the  Y.  M.  C.  A.  made  Mission 

Study  a  separate  department,   of  which   I  was 

made    chairman.     There    were    eighty-four   men 

from  the  Seminary  enrolled.     A  number  of  these 

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men  have  since  volunteered  and  gone  to  foreign 
fields  as  missionaries.  I  had  a  letter  recently 
from  one  of  them  in  China,  crediting  me  with 
this  result,  but  it  should  be  known  that  the 
first  impulse  of  this  movement  came  from  Horace 
Cleland. 

In  his  Middle  and  Senior  years  Horace  was 
made  chairman  of  the  Missionary  fund  com- 
mittee, which  had  charge  of  raising  the  salary,  or 
part  of  the  salary  of  a  missionary.  Our  first 
year  the  students  gave,  I  think,  about  three 
hundred  dollars.  Horace  introduced  a  system 
by  which  each  student  was  asked  at  the  beginning 
of  the  year  to  pledge  a  definite  amount  for  each 
of  the  seven  months.  This  system  took  careful 
bookkeeping  and  one  or  two  men  to  act  as  col- 
lectors, but  Horace,  who  loved  detail,  was  just 
the  man  for  the  place.  Almost  all  the  students 
contributed  something,  and  in  our  Senior  year 
Horace  had  the  pleasure  of  handing  over  one 
thousand  dollars!  More  important  than  the 
amount  raised  is  the  fact  that  a  large  body  of 
young  ministers  were  trained  in  the  habit  of 
missionary  giving  and  learned  the  value  of  sys- 
tem in  raising  such  funds.  In  its  wide  results 
in  the  pastorates  of  these  men,  this  is  perhaps 
the  greatest  work  that  Horace  did.  In  addition 
the  impulse  given  to  the  cause  of  missions  is 
still  powerfully  felt  among  the  Seminary  students 

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of  today.  During  the  year  1907-8  nine  classes 
were  organized  and  one  hundred  and  seven  men 
were  enrolled,  while  the  contributions  amounted 
to  over  fifteen  hundred  dollars  in  cash  and  two 
hundred  and  sixty  dollars  in  pledges. 

The  place  Horace  gave  to  God's  wTill  in  his  life 
is  illustrated  by  the  following  incident,  taken  from 
a  letter  written  by  one  of  his  classmates: 

"One  night  at  the  beginning  of  our  first  Seminary  year, 
after  Robert  Speer  had  been  speaking  to  the  men  on  the 
personal  responsibility  to  go  to  the  foreign  field,  Cleland 
and  I  took  a  walk  and  we  were  talking  about  the  address 
and  speaking  our  opinions  as  to  what  might  be  God's  will 
for  us.  I  remember  to  have  said  to  him:  'I  would  be 
afraid  to  remain  at  home  if  I  thought  that  God  wanted 
me  abroad.'  To  which  he  replied:  'Yes  that  is  the  way 
T  feel  about  it.  I  would  have  no  peace  of  mind  if  I  were 
not  at  work  where  God  wanted  me.'  " 

Horace  was  a  thorough  student  and  did  faith- 
ful work  in  all  his  classes.  His  scholarship  was 
considerably  above  the  average.  One  of  his 
classmates,  the  president  of  the  Seminary  Y.  M. 
C.  A.  and  one  of  the  strongest  men  of  the  Semi- 
nary, lays  special  emphasis  on  this  conscientious- 
ness in  all  things  that  he  undertook: 

"Over  the  memory  of  Horace  Cleland  in  my  life,  there 
is  engraved  in  living  letters  the  word  'Faithful.'  It  was 
my  privilege  to  know  him  very  intimately  for  three  years 
at  Princeton.  We  were  much  together  under  many  cir- 
cumstances and  in  many  different  lines  of  work  and  play, 
and  in  every  thing  and  under  every  circumstance  was  he 


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faithful.  There  were  few  in  our  class  who  were  so  faith- 
ful in  the  taking  of  notes  in  the  class  room  as  was  he,  while 
his  fidelity  to  his  study  gave  him  place  well  up  at  the  top 
of  his  class. 

"Then  in  the  Y.  M.  C.  A.  work,  if  there  was  anything  to 
be  done  where  faithful  work  was  especially  required,  it 
was  given  to  Horace.  He  was  asked  to  take  hold  of  one 
department  of  the  Association  work  which  had  not  been 
much  emphasized  in  the  past  and  his  faithful  work  raised 
it  to  a  standard,  which  with  one  possible  exception,  was 
never  equalled  before  in  the  history  of  the  Association. 
He  was  faithful  to  his  friends  and  that  is  why  we  loved 
him.  But  above  all  and  over  all  he  was  faithful  to  his 
Master.  The  way  he  kept  his  morning  hour  of  devotion 
was  always  a  lesson  to  me.  And  it  was  a  privilege  to  know 
the  power  of  his  prayer  life. 

"When  I  read,  'Be  thou  faithful  unto  death  and  I  will 
give  you  a  crown  of  life,'  I  almost  instinctively  think  of 
Horace,  and  in  my  quiet  moments  I  have  thought  I  could 
almost  hear  the  Master  saying  unto  him,  'Well  done, 
good  and  faithful  servant  *  *  *  enter  thou  into  the 
joy  of  thy  Lord.'  The  memory  of  his  faithful  life  will 
always  be  an  inspiration  to  me." 

From  the  following  letters  from  some  of  his 
fellow-students  in  the  Seminary  we  can  gain  an 
idea  of  other  traits  of  character  that  impressed 
themselves  on  tkose  around  him. 

One  of  his  friends  writes  this  letter: 

"I  had  written  Horace  shortly  after  his  coronation  day, 
not  knowing  that  he  had  been  called  to  a  higher  life. 
What  a  glorious  thing  it  is  that  this  world  may  have  the 
fragrance  of  such  noble  Christlike  lives.  Indeed,  he 
neither  lived  nor  died  in  vain,  and  now  Christ  is  all  in  all. 

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To  me  Horace  was  a  fellow  radiant  with  joy,  love,  life, 
happiness,  service, — and  above  all  with  Christ.  I  got 
to  love  him  very  much,  in  class  we  often  sat  together,  and 
we  used  one  another's  notes  for  copying,  and  the  Y.  M. 
C.  A.  brought  us  close  together, — but  because  I  did  not 
live  on  the  campus  I  never  got  as  close  to  him  as  I  wanted, 
for  to  have  a  friendship  like  his  was  a  treasure.  I  soon 
found  that  he  gave  much  time  to  prayer,  although  he  never 
paraded  his  religion;  but  that  was  his  power  house.  He 
lived  very  close  to  Christ.  I  don't  think  I  ever  saw  him 
but  that  he  had  that  wonderful  smile  of  his,  and  everything 
was  always  'all  right,'  showing  his  perfect  faith  in  his  God 
of  Love,  which  he  manifested  up  to  the  last.  His  memory 
will  always  be  a  sweet  incense  in  my  life  and  inspiration. 
'There  never  yet  wras  flower  fair  in  vain  *  *  * 
Nor  is  a  true  soul  ever  born  for  naught.'  " 

Another  is  impressed  with  his  outshining  love: 

"I  heard  of  Horace's  home-going  almost  as  soon  as  I 
came  back  to  this  country,  in  August.  What  can  we  say 
but,  'His  will  be  done,'  who  does  all  things  well.  It  was 
an  early  promotion  and  one  well  earned. 

"Of  Horace's  Seminary  life  what  can  I  say?  Its  beauty 
was  in  atmosphere  rather  than  in  incidents.  Two  en- 
thusiasms he  had— for  devoted  Bible  study  and  for 
Missions.  One  outstanding  passive  virtue  he  showed,  a 
genuine,  boyish  humility  about  his  own  intellectual  pow- 
ers, though  he  was  one  of  the  strong  men  of  the  class.  But 
really  the  characteristic  thing  about  Horace  Cleland's  life 
as  I  knew  him  was  just  whole-souled  brotherliness.  He 
was  one  of  those  Christlike  Christians  who  wish  to  'Live 
in  a  house  by  the  side  of  the  road,  and  be  a  friend  of  man.' 
It  will  never  cease  to  be  one  of  the  blessings  of  my  life  that 
I  knew  and  loved  him." 


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A  third  found  in  him  a  source  of  "sweetness 
and  light." 

"I  owe  much  to  Horace.  His  beautiful  spirit,  his  genu- 
ine manliness,  his  sweet,  strong  nature,  his  fairness  and 
equinimity,  were  a  constant  inspiration  to  me.  I  have 
never  known  a  higher  type  of  Christian  gentleman. 

"In  the  turbulent  atmosphere  of  our  club  life  Horace 
was  always  a  conciliator.  He  often  warmly  championed 
some  needed  reform,  but  with  rare  wisdom,  tact  and  court- 
esy, and  was  always  ready  to  honor  the  judgment  of  others 
and  effect  a  compromise  or  to  acquiesce  in  the  will  of  the 
majority.  I  never  knew  of  one  enemy  of  Horace's.  He 
certainly  never  deserved  one. 

"One  of  my  sweetest  memories  of  Princeton  is  that  of 
the  many  walks  over  the  golf  links  and  through  the  by- 
paths and  the  glimpses  into  the  inner  life  of  some  of  the 
fellows.  Horace  was  always  a  most  congenial  companion, 
and  many  a  gaze  I  had  into  the  clear,  clean  depth  of  his 
soul,  always  to  my  betterment.  None  could  ever  come 
into  close  touch  with  him  without  recognizing  a  choice 
spirit,  big  soul,  truly  a  man  of  God.  His  big  heart,  clear 
mind,  culture  and  simplicity  and  his  loyalty  to  Jesus  in 
the  minutest  details  of  his  life  all  pointed  to  his  bigness  and 
to  me  it  always  seemed  no  man  in  the  Seminary  had  a 
better  prospect  of  certain  greatness  than  Horace.  But 
the  Master  called,  and  Horace  answered,  willingly,  and 
went.  Yes,  went  home.  But  still  he  lingers  here  in  the 
memories  and  affections  and  characters  of  all  the  men 
who  knew  him.     He  lived  not  in  vain." 

The  president  of  the  class,  David  S.  Tappan, 
in  a  letter  to  Horace's  parents  says : 

"There  were  few  boys  as  popular  with  his  classmates 
as  he  was.     He  was  my  main  standby  in  the  Volunteer 


In  Memoriam 

Band,  always  willing  to  help  in  whatever  we  had  to  do. 
As  president  of  our  class  I  want  also  to  express  to  you  for  my 
fellow  classmates,  our  love  for  your  son,  and  the  debt  each 
of  us  feels  for  the  example  he  set  for  us.  He  is  the  first 
to  be  called  higher.  May  each  of  us  remember  his  ideals 
and  purpose  and  strive  to  accomplish  the  work  that  he 
so  longed  to  do  for  Christ." 

Reference  will  be  made  to  Peale,  whose  martyr's 
death  in  the  fall  of  1905  so  deeply  stirred  the 
students  of  the  Seminary  who  had  known  and 
loved  him.  He  and  Horace  were  sincere  in  their 
friendship  and  mutually  devoted  to  their  Lord's 
great  work.  Several  have  spoken  of  the  like- 
ness existing  between  the  characters  of  these 
two,  who  followed  Christ  joyfully,  even  unto 
death.  This  comes  from  one  of  Peale's  class- 
mates : 

"Not  since  Jack  Peale  whom  we  all  loved  so  much  went 
away  with  a  martyr's  crown  upon  his  head  have  I  felt  the 
shock  of  anything  like  I  have  the  news  of  dear  old  Horace's 
death.  He  was  so  strong  everyway.  Horace's  was  a 
life  lived  so  close  to  Jesus  Christ  and  so  much  in  accord 
with  his  will  that  his  home-going  seems  more  like  the  re- 
turn of  a  son  who  has  been  away  a  long  while.  The 
thought  of  Horace  over  there  makes  the  Homeland  seem 
so  much  nearer  and  dearer." 

From  Paoting  fu,  China,  from  one  that  had 
known  Horace  intimately  for  many  years,  a 
fellow  student  in  college  and  for  two  years  his 
roommate  in  the  Seminary,  comes  this  tribute: 

"I  think  I  knew  Horace  as  well  as  almost  anyone  out- 
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side  the  family  and  I  count  it  a  privilege  to  have  known 
him  so  intimately.  He  was  true,  pure,  earnest,  sincere 
and  loyal  to  his  Master.  I  have  been  greatly  influenced 
by  his  life,  and  now  his  death  has  made  me  cry  to  God 
that  He  will  enable  me  with  greater  zeal  and  consecration 
to  throw  myself  into  the  work  for  which  Horace  had  pre- 
pared himself.  His  influence  will  still  live.  It  was  strong 
for  purity  and  loyalty  to  God  both  at  Occidental  and 
Princeton.  I  know  I  am  better  for  having  been  in  so  close 
touch  with  him." — Dwight  C.  Chapin. 

But  it  was  not  only  on  the  young  man  of  his 
own  age  that  Horace's  life  impressed  itself.  Dr. 
Warfield,  Professor  of  Systematic  Theology  in 
Princeton  Seminary  wrote  his  parents: 

"It  must  be  a  great  comfort  to  you  to  know  that  his 
heart  was  so  sound  and  sweet  and  pure,  and  that  his  con- 
stant endeavor  was  to  make  his  life  a  fit  gift  for  the  Lord. 
Lives  like  his  brighten  the  path  for  others  to  tread,  and 
you  may  be  sure  that  it  was  not  lived  in  vain." 

His  work  in  the  churches  of  Southern  Cali- 
fornia during  the  summer  vacations  and  in  those 
close  to  Princeton  during  the  sessions  of  the 
Seminary  was  not  without  fruit  and  gave  great 
promise  of  his  future  usefulness. 

Rev.  Malcolm  J.  McLeod  of  Pasadena,  in  whose 
church  Horace  spoke  three  or  four  times,  wrote: 

"We  were  always  pleased  and  uplifted  by  his  message. 
His  earnestness  and  consecration  shone  out  of  every  feat- 
ure. He  was  a  rare  boy — too  rare  I  sometimes  think  for 
this  world — with  a  pure  mind,  a  brave  heart,  a  devoted 
spirit." 

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Rev.  A.  B.  Prichard  of  the  Central  Presby- 
terian church,  Los  Angeles,  wrote  three  days 
after  Horace's  death: 

"*  *  *  i  feei  we  should  not  only  extend  sympathy 
to  you  (his  parents)  but  congratulation.  Those  of  us 
who  had  even  a  slight  acquiantance  with  dear  Horace 
realized  that  he  was  a  young  man  of  rarely  beautiful 
character.  His  message  to  my  people  last  summer  left 
an  ineffaceable  impression,  and  again  and  again  my  own 
children  have  spoken  of  the  interest  created  in  their  own 
hearts.  It  is  high  honor  to  have  been  the  parents  of  such 
a  saint." 


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CHAPTER  IV. 
CROWNED. 

God's  plans,  like  lilies,  pure  and  white  unfold; 

We  must  not  tear  the  close-shut  leaves  apart, 
Time  will  reveal  the  calyxes  of  gold. 

And  if,  through  patient  toil,  we  reach  the  land 
Where  tired  feet  with  sandals  loose  may  rest. 

Where  we  shall  clearly  see  and  understand 
I  think  that  we  will  say,  "God  knew  the  best." 

May  Riley  Smith. 

No,  when  the  fight  begins  with  himself, 
A  man's  worth   something. — 

Browning — Men  and  Women. 

God's  finger  touched  him,  and  he  slept. 

Tennyson — In  Memoriam. 

NEAR  the  close  of  his  senior  year  at  Prince- 
ton Horace  was  offered  the  position  of  trav- 
elling secretary  of  the  Student  Volunteer 
movement  from  the  Rocky  Mountains  to  the  Pa- 
cific Coast.  From  a  personal  view  point  he  would 
probably  have  declined, but  realizing  the  greatness 
of  the  opportunity  and  feeling  that  such  prepara- 
tion would  stand  him  in  good  stead  in  his  future 
work,  he  sent  in  his  acceptance  to  the  International 
Committee.  Soon  after  graduation  he  started 
for  the  Y.  M.  C.  A.  Conference  at  Gerheart  Park, 
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Oregon,  to  take  charge  of  the  missionary  depart- 
ment. But  some  two  days  before  reaching  his 
destination  he  was  stricken  with  sickness.  For 
almost  a  week  he  carried  on  his  work,  but  was 
finally  forced  to  drop  it  and  hasten  home.  The 
trip  wore  him  down  greatly  and  he  reached  Long 
Beach  completely  exhausted. 

The  physicians  pronounced  his  case  one  of 
pleurisy,  for  the  relief  of  which  two  operations 
were  necessary.  These  were  borne  unflinchingly 
and  proved  in  a  measure  successful.  But  there 
were  many  weary  days  before  the  patient  regained 
even  a  fraction  of  his  lost  strength.  Just  how 
weary  these  days  were  none  of  us,  perhaps,  will 
ever  know.  For  fifteen  years  and  more,  Horace 
had  never  felt  a  touch  of  sickness,  and  now  at 
the  very  end  of  preparation  and  the  beginning 
of  a  larger  life  of  service  the  unexpected  had  come 
upon  him.  But  there  was  no  word  of  complaint 
or  impatience,  though  the  struggle  was  none  the 
less  severe  because  it  was  fought  alone  and  in 
silence.  The  following  extract  from  his  diary 
shows  the  completeness  of  the  victory: 

"Nov.  19,  1906.  Six  months  ago  on  my  birthday  I 
made  the  last  entry.  Never  before  in  my  life  have  six 
months  been  so  different  from  what  I  had  expected  and 
planned  as  have  the  six  months  ending  today.  I  do  not 
know  why  everything  has  been  so  altered,  but  I  thank 
Him  for  it  all  for  He  has  led  me  through  it  all  and  His 

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will  is  best.  I  would  not  change  things  back  to  the  way 
I  had  expected  them  to  be  if  I  could. 

"Lord  Jesus,  take  these  last  six  months  and  use  them 
for  thy  glory.  There  has  been  much  of  sin  and  evil  in 
them — forgive  it  and  overrule  it.  I  thank  Thee  for  the 
way  Thou  hast  dealt  with  me,  for  the  sickness  and  the 
changed  plans.  And  now  my  prayer  is  that  through  these 
next  six  months  Thou  would'st  keep  me  very  near  Thy- 
self— nearer  than  I  have  ever  been  before.  Become  more 
real  to  me  my  Savior  and  let  my  life  always  be  a  power 
for  Thee  and  never  against  Thee." 

Realizing  that  it  would  be  some  months  at 
least  before  he  could  continue  his  work  as  Student 
Volunteer  secretary,  Horace  forwarded  his  resig- 
nation to  the  International  Committee  in  the 
early  part  of  July,  thus  adding  another  bitter 
drop  to  his  cup  of  disappointment. 

None  of  us,  of  course,  can  say  whether  or  not 
Horace  would  have  made  a  successful  secretary 
had  he  been  allowed  to  act  longer  in  that  capacity, 
but  certainly  he  had  all  the  necessary  quali- 
fications. Himself  an  athlete,  understanding 
young  men,  naturally  a  leader,  overmastered 
by  a  passion  for  his  work,  he  gave  high  promise 
of  becoming  a  power  for  the  cause  of  Christ  among 
the  students  of  the  Pacific  States.  Even  those 
who  had  known  him  but  a  short  time  came  to 
love  him  readily.  Mr.  F.  P.  Turner,  General 
Secretary  of  the  Student  Volunteer  Movement, 

wrote  after  his  death: 

"There  is  to  me  a  personal  loss  for  I  had  come  to  love 

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him  very  deeply  indeed,  although  I  had  not  known  him 
intimately  until  he  accepted  the  call  to  become  a  travell- 
ing secretary.  While  he  was  with  us  only  a  short  time 
he  endeared  himself  to  all  of  us  and  we  came  to  love  him 
very,  very  much  *  *  *  But  I  wanted  you  to  know 
that  the  sympathy  of  one  who  loved  your  son  goes  out  to 
you." 

It  was  because  the  strong  qualities  men  nat- 
urally love  were  in  Horace's  character  that  he 
won  their  affections  and  thus  could  lead  them 
into  his  Master's  service. 

As  soon  as  Horace  had  sufficiently  recovered 
from  his  illness  he  was  taken  to  his  Uncle's  ranch 
near  the  mountains  where  his  strength  gradually 
returned.  By  the  middle  of  fall  he  was  able  to 
preach  occasionally,  but  the  perfect  health  he 
had  once  known  was  gone  forever  and  his  eager 
desire  to  continue  his  work  was  restrained  by 
weakness.  He  had  become  wTell  enough,  however, 
by  December  to  attend  the  Conference  at  Pacific 
Grove  where  he  led  a  class  in  foreign  missions, 
and  he  also  took  a  Study  in  the  Life  of  Christ 
for  which  no  other  leader  felt  equipped.  Per- 
haps it  was  the  deeper  consecration  that  had 
come  to  him  through  his  sickness  that  led  him 
to  do  this,  perhaps  it  was  an  unconscious  knowl- 
edge that  for  him  the  night  would  shortly  come 
and  his  work  must  be  done  quickly  if  done  at  all. 
Certainly  his  whole  life  seemed  filled  to  overflow- 
ing with  the  spirit  and  love  of  his  Master,  so  that 

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one  of  the  Occidental  delegation  to  that  Con- 
ference wrote:  "At  Pacific  Grove  I  heard  man 
after  man  say  that  the  one  who  had  gotten  closest 
to  them  and  helped  them  most  was  Horace 
Cleland." 

After  his  return  from  the  Conference,  Horace 
continued  preaching  whenever  he  was  able  and 
by  the  middle  of  January  was  usually  conducting 
two  services  a  week,  while  his  health  seemed 
decidedly  improved.  But  the  appearance  was 
deceptive,  and  on  the  4th  of  February  he  was 
seized  with  a  fever  that  for  four  months  burned 
away  his  life.  The  battle  he  had  thought  won 
must  be  fought  over  again  and  Horace  settled 
down  to  do  his  Lord's  will  in  submission  as  he  had 
hoped  to  do  it  in  service.  Only  now  and  then  in 
his  diary  did  he  show  how  the  mystery  and  dis- 
appointment of  it  all  came  over  him. 

After  some  six  or  eight  weeks  he  was  taken  to 
the  country  again  in  hopes  that  the  change 
might  prove  beneficial,  but  near  the  middle  of 
May  he  returned  home,  not  in  any  immediate 
danger  but  with  only  a  slight  prospect  of  final 
recovery.  It  was  at  this  time  that  he  passed 
through  his  Gethsemane;  and  it  is  well  for  those 
of  us  who  loved  him  that  we  cannot  know  the 
full  anguish  of  those  dark  hours  "when  through 
the  bitter  night  the  Lord  came  down  to  tread  the 
winepress." 

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On  the  19th  day  of  May  came  Horace's  birth- 
day. Since  his  return  from  the  country  he  had 
seemingly  gained  in  strength  and  it  looked  as 
though  he  might  be  himself  again  in  time.  But 
a  relapse  occurred,  and  on  the  13th  of  June, 
the  commencement  day  of  his  college,  the  doctor 
told  him  that  the  end  was  not  far  distant.  He 
had  been  expecting  the  message  for  some  time, 
and  as  he  spoke  of  it  to  his  mother  his  eyes  turned 
to  a  motto  that  had  hung  on  his  bed  throughout 
his  sickness.  It  read:  uO  taste  and  see  that  the 
Lord  is  good,"  and  once  more  the  presence  of  One, 
who  Himself  had  known  disappointment  and 
suffering,  brought  peace  and  contentment.  Two 
days  later,  through  the  full  glory  of  the  long  sum- 
mer afternoon,  Horace  joyfully  slipped  away 
"to  stand  forever  before  his  Father's  face." 

In  accordance  with  his  wish  the  funeral  was 
held  in  the  college  chapel.  Rev.  Josiah  Sibley 
of  Long  Beach,  with  whom  his  father  was  asso- 
ciated, conducted  the  services,  but  the  simple 
messages  of  farewell  were  spoken  as  Horace  had 
desired  by  his  warm  personal  friend,  President 
Baer,  and  by  his  oldest  and  best  beloved  pro- 
fessors, Dr.  J.  A.  Gordon  and  W.  E.  Stevenson. 
It  was  an  hour  when  death  stood  stripped  of  its 
illusions  and  triumph  took  the  place  of  defeat  and 
sorrow. 

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Wrote  a  personal  friend,  Mrs.  Stuart  of  Pasa- 
dena: 

"I  have  just  returned  from  the  most  beautiful  funeral 
I  have  ever  attended.  When  the  death  of  your  dear  one 
was  announced  on  Sabbath  morning  my  heart  went  out 
in  great  sympathy  for  you  all,  but  today  I  feel  as  though 
I  had  been  sitting  in  a  lovely  room  where  there  had  been 
a  translation  instead  of  a  death — a  coronation  instead  of  a 
burial — a  lovely  room  where  peace  instead  of  sorrow  was 
a  guest.". 

The  body  was  laid  to  rest  in  the  quiet  cemetery 
of  Monrovia,  and  over  it  the  world  old  mountains 
keep  their  changeless  watch  until  the  King  comes 
to  His  own  once  more. 

At  the  request  of  President  Baer  and  of  the 
Young  Men's  Christian  Association  a  memorial 
service  for  Horace  was  held  in  the  college  chapel 
at  the  opening  of  the  fall  term  following  his  death. 
At  that  service  President  Baer  and  Professor 
Stevenson  repeated  the  words  they  had  spoken 
at  the  funeral,  while  Dan  S.  Hammack,  '05,  one 
of  Horace's  most  inseparable  friends,  spoke  for 
the  Alumni,  and  Watson  B.  Burt,  president  of 
the  Student  Body,  for  that  organization.  Mr. 
Burt's  address  has  been  inserted  elsewhere;  the 
other  three  are  appended  below: 

President  Baer: 

"We  are  not  here  this  morning  to  mourn  a  defeat,  but 
to  celebrate  a  victory.     Horace  Cleland  lives!     True,  we 

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would  not  have  decided  that  his  young  and  useful  life 
should  have  so  early  begun  in  heaven,  but  he  had  given 
his  life  to  the  King  and  the  King  had  need  of  him  in  heaven 
instead  of  upon  earth.  Blessed  be  the  name  of  the  King. 
Our  eyes  are  filled  to  overflowing  and  yet  we  say  with  all 
faith,     'Blessed  be  the  name  of  the  Lord.' 

"In  these  days  of  wavering  faith  on  the  part  of  some, 
it  was  a  positive  uplift  to  sit  by  the  death-bed  of  Horace 
Cleland.  As  fast  as  I  could  I  travelled  from  my  home  after 
receiving  the  message  that  he  desired  to  see  me.  At  his 
request  we  were  left  alone.  We  talked  of  his  willingness 
to  go  and  of  his  unwillingness  to  stay,  knowing  that  it 
would  only  be  moments  before  he  would  be  with  his  Lord 
and  Master.  His  hopes  for  Occidental  were  outlined; 
his  love  for  his  Alma  Mater  was  expressed;  his  loyalty 
to  her  ideals  and  traditions  was  little  less  than  a  passion 
in  death.  The  peace  of  mind  and  strength  of  soul-life 
as  his  bodily  strength  slipped  away  was  a  real  tonic  to 
me.  Iron  came  into  my  blood  as  I  saw  this  young  man's 
joy.  As  we  talked  and  prayed  it  seemed  to  me  as  though 
I  could  almost  see  through  the  gate.  There  was  a  reality 
of  the  Christian  life  that  I  have  seldom  seen  expressed  in 
actual  experience.  I  verily  believe  until  I  join  him  in 
that  great  heavenly  city,  the  sweet,  heartening  influence 
of  his  last  moments  here  on  earth  will  be  with  me, 
holding  me  to  Jesus  Christ  and  eternal  life.  It  was  in 
some  ways  painfully  startling  to  have  him  plan  for  his 
funeral  services.  Every  detail  had  been  arranged  by 
him  and  we  are  following  his  will  and  his  pleasure.  His 
body,  so  sadly  shrunken,  lies  stilled  in  death,  but  again  I 
say,  Horace  Cleland  lives!     He  will  never  die! 

"Young  men,  young  women,  his  death  should  make  our 
lives  sweeter  and  surer.  I  covet  for  every  one  of  us  Horace 
Cleland's  loyalty  for  Occidental.  When  at  Princeton, 
he  was  among  the  first  of  the  men  in  the  East  who  urged 

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me  to  throw  in  my  life  with  this  institution.  Enthusiastic 
ever,  he  imparted  that  spirit  to  others.  His  mantle  was 
a  large  one  and  falls  upon  us  all.  Lift  it  up  and  appro- 
priate it  and  all  of  its  responsibilities,  and  Occidental  will 
be  enriched  by  your  lives  as  it  has  been  made  rich  by  his. 
His  was  worth  while. 

"I  see  him  now  as  he  stood  on  this  platform  on  the  last 
'Day  of  Prayer  for  Colleges.'  His  message  was  a  personal 
one,  a  convincing  one.  Direct  and  true,  it  made  many  of 
us  desire  to  'advance  a  step'  in  our  walk  with  Jesus  Christ. 
Horace  Cleland  never  blurred  the  line  between  first  and 
second  choices;  between  good  and  bad.  God  be  praised 
for  his  life.  God  be  praised  for  his  victorious  death.  He 
has  entered  the  gates.     Who  follows  in  his  train?" 

Dan  S.  Hammack  on  behalf  of  the  Alumni: 

"The  world  gauges  a  calamity  in  the  last  analysis  by 
the  amount  of  property  destroyed.  Last  commencement 
day  the  number  of  graduates  of  this  college  was  consider- 
ably swelled.  But  slowly  the  scales  were  dropping,  and 
on  the  15th  we  suffered  a  loss  which  we  cannot  reduce  to 
any  tangible  quantity,  for  heartaches  and  soul-sorrows 
can  not  be  expressed  in  dollars  and  cents. 

"Occidental  lost  a  friend  when  Horace  Cleland  died. 
Eight  years  ago  this  month  he  came  to  college  as  a  fresh- 
man. You  came  to  a  college  firmly  established,  he  to  one 
struggling.  His  advantages  were  not  so  numerous  as 
yours,  but  it  is  not  so  much  what  a  man  accomplishes  that 
counts  as  how  much  he  makes  use  of  his  opportunities. 
Horace  Cleland  made  the  most  of  them. 

"Four  years  passed  and  in  1903  he  graduated  from 
Occidental.  The  college  was  still  small  but  its  future  was 
assured.  In  my  opinion  Horace  Cleland  contributed 
more  than  any  other  one  student  to  establish  that  thing 

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we  know  as  the  Occidental  College  Spirit.  Let  anyone 
who  would  lower  it  in  anyway  beware! 

"Three  years  more  passed  and  Horace  had  finished  his 
Seminary  course  ready  for  any  work  to  which  he  was 
called,  seemingly  on  the  threshold  of  a  long  and  useful 
life.  He  started  for  Gerheart  to  take  up  his  work  as 
Travelling  Secretary  of  the  Volunteer  Movement  on  the 
Pacific  Coast  but  on  the  way  a  sickness  seized  him.  He 
was  soon  brought  home,  never  to  really  recover.  Perhaps 
God  was  trying  him  by  that  year  of  ill-health.  If  so,  he 
was  not  found  wanting.  Never  did  he  fail  to  see  God's 
purpose  in  it  all.  The  physical  weakened,  but  the  spirit- 
ual never. 

"For  long  years  he  had  planned  to  be  a  minister;  in 
college  he  signed  the  Volunteer  card.  But  on  June  15th 
he  answered  a  Higher  Call.  God  needed  him  up  there. 
He  answered  the  summons  with  a  smile.  Just  before  he 
sank  for  the  last  time,  he  said:  'Well,  it's  all  right,  I'm 
going  now.'  And  to  one  crying  beside  him  he  said,  'Why 
do  you  cry  when  I  am  so  happy?'  *  *  *  A  little 
later  we  laid  his  body  away. 

"In  a  very  different  connection,  Kipling  says  in  one  of 
his  poems,  speaking  of  a  disappointed,  disheartened  man 
who  had  been  dealt  a  great  blow:  'Some  of  him  lived  but 
the  most  of  him  died.'  When  we  consider  the  life  and 
death  of  Horace  Cleland,  and  what  he  has  meant  and  still 
means  to  us,  we  can  say:  'Some  of  him  died,  but  the 
most  of  him  lived!' 

"You  have  heard  the  story  of  Peale,  that  great  Prince- 
ton friend  of  Horace's  who  went  to  China  expecting  to 
give  forty  years  of  service  and  to  whom  death  came  at  the 
end  of  four  days  at  his  station.  Peale's  death  aroused 
Princeton  as  nothing  else  could  ever  have  done.  Instead 
of  one  man  in  China  there  will  be  men  all  over  the  world 

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as  a  result  of  his  death.  And  that  must  be  the  result  of 
Horace's  death  on  this  college.  In  the  seven  years  of  our 
friendship  I  never  knew  him  to  swerve  an  iota  from  the 
right.  You  who  heard  those  extracts  from  his  diary  know 
the  depth  of  his  consecration  to  his  Master.  The  church 
is  crippled  by  his  death.  Some  of  us  must  fill  the  breach. 
His  work  in  this  country  and  on  the  foreign  field  must  be 
cared  for.  That  is  the  call  for  us  today — service.  If  we 
are  better  for  having  known  Horace  Cleland  how  are  we 
going  to  show  it? 

"Many  of  you  have  heard  the  story  of  the  Brig  Boxer's 
fight  with  a  larger  English  vessel  during  the  war  of  1812 . 
After  a  time  the  American  was  told  to  strike  his  colors. 
He  replied  that  he  could  not  strike  them,  they  were  nailed 
to  the  mast.  Cleland's  colors  were  nailed  to  the  mast. 
Are  ours  to  be  blown  down  by  every  gust  of  opposition? 
Will  we  take  up  his  work? 

"He  has  gone  from  us,  yet  still  lives  among  us;  we  hear 
his  voice  no  more  yet  can  listen  to  his  spirit  urging  us  to 
be  true.  We  are  touched  no  more  by  his  hand  yet  we 
feel  the  inspiration  of  his  life.  He  has  been  promoted. 
We  are  his  substitutes  here.     Will  we  do  our  duty? 

"  'He  fought  a  good  fight,  he  finished  his  course,  he  kept 
the  faith;  henceforth  there  is  laid  up  for  him  a  crown  of 
righteousness  *  *  *  and  not  for  him  only  but  for 
all  those  who  love  His  appearing.'  " 

Prof.  W.  E.  Stevenson: 

"Eight  years  ago,  Horace  Cleland  and  I  met  for  the 
first  time  in  Occidental  College.  We  have  been  living  to- 
gether ever  since.  At  times,  three  thousand  miles  of  space 
have  separated  us;  but  the  heart  annihilates  distance,  and 
love  overleaps  continents, — and  we  have  been  living  to- 
gether all  the  time.  And  we  are  living  together  now. 
There  is,  my  friends,  a  life  that  never  ends,  and  you  and  I 

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— and  Horace  Cleland — are  living  it  together  now, — we 
on  earth,  he,  in  heaven. 

•'But  at  first,  we  did  live  together  in  the  sense  in  which 
the  expression  is  commonly  used;  for  we  met  day  after 
day  for  months  and  years.  It  happened  at  the  time  of 
our  first  meeting  that  he  was  pupil  and  that  I  was  teacher, 
but  we  were  both  strangers  amid  an  environment  that  was 
new  to  us.  Naturally,  therefore,  our  relations  became 
such  as  to  justify  me  today  in  speaking  with  unwavering 
confidence  of  my  friend.  For,  Horace  Cleland  and  I  were 
friends.  Were  friends?  Horace  Cleland  and  I  are  friends; 
for  I  know  that  now  I  have  one  more  friend  in  heaven. 

"The  conscientious  preparation  he  had  made  for  his 
life-work,  will  never  be  converted  into  actual  service 
among  men;  but  it  was  not  in  vain.  How  often  have  we 
heard  him  speak  with  enthusiasm  of  Hugh  Beaver  and  of 
Horace  Tracy  Pitkin  and  of  other  heroic  young  men  who 
had  entered  upon  a  great  work  here  only  to  be  called 
home.  And  there  are  in  this  chapel  men  who  heard  the 
masterly  and  sympathetic  address  that  our  Horace  made  at 
Princeton  at  the  memorial  service  to  Jack  Peale.  The 
men  who  had  been  Peale 's  fellow  students  during  his 
course  in  the  Seminary,  who  had  seen  the  almost  match- 
less efficiency  of  his  work,  who  had  felt  the  inspiration  of 
his  presence,  and  who  had  known  that  he  had  dedicated 
forty  years  of  his  life  to  the  work  of  redeeming  China — 
these  men  were  wondering  at  the  mysterious  providence 
that  had  taken  him  from  earth  after  scarcely  a  week  of 
actual  presence  in  his  chosen  field.  But  Horace  Cleland 
saw,  what  his  associates  soon  learned  to  see,  that  the  in- 
fluence of  Peale's  death  on  the  missionary  spirit  of  Prince- 
ton students  would  be  worth  all  that  it  cost.  It  will  out- 
last the  forty  years  that  that  student  saint  had  hoped  to 
give  to  China,  and  will  bring  forth  fruit  in  consecrated 

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lives  as  long  as  sin  remains  to  be  eradicated  and  as  long 
as  there  are  sinners  to  be  saved.  So  shall  it  be  with  Occi- 
dental College.  Hereafter,  our  young  men  will  have  one 
of  their  own  number  to  cite  as  a  splendid  example  of  un- 
selfish devotion  and  consecration.  Horace  Cleland's 
work,  the  work  God  intended  him  to  do,  was  done  just 
as  well  as  though  he  had  lived  a  hundred  years. 

"But  such  service  as  God  permitted  him  to  render  here, 
was  rendered  faithfully,  efficiently,  and  successfully.  In 
all  things,  he  was  to  be  trusted — in  his  social  relations,  in 
his  scholastic  duties,  in  his  athletic  recreations.  I  am 
thinking  not  only  or  mainly  of  the  vigorous  athlete  who 
did  his  duty  well  and  manfully  on  many  a  field  of  physi- 
cal contest.  Rather  am  I  thinking  of  that  manlier  Christ- 
ian who  ran  his  appointed  race  amid  the  temptations  of 
life,  and  who  has  won  a  triumphant  victory.  Now  shall 
he  run  and  not  be  weary,  now  shall  he  walk  and  not  faint. 

"He  is  pre-eminent  in  my  recollection  as  the  one  who 
never  permitted  sport  of  any  kind  to  interfere  with  the 
most  careful  performance  of  his  daily  tasks.  Pleasant 
always,  ever  courteous,  enjoying  keenly  all  that  should  be 
enjoyed  by  a  young  man  of  moral  energy,  he  yet  did  not 
make  the  mistake  of  putting  the  unimportant  first.  Duty 
first  seemed  to  be  his  motto.  And  yet  I  take  it  that  duty 
first  meant  to  him  no  lack  of  rational  enjoyment.  He 
proved  to  us  that  he  gets  most  out  of  life  who  is  doing  his 
duty  best,  and  he  is  most  likely  to  be  ready  for  a  call  to 
the  next  world  who  is  obeying  the  call  of  duty  in  this. 

"But  Horace  Cleland  did  his  work  more  than  faithfully; 
he  did  it  efficiently  and  successfully.  As  long  as  human 
nature  remains  unchanged,  as  long  as  God  wills  that  effort 
shall  be  prerequisite  to  progress,  more  will  be  required  of 
us  than  mere  faithfulness.  Horace  Cleland  had  mental 
power  as  well  as  moral  purpose,  and  he  used  them  both 
effectively  in  the  service  of  God  and  man. 

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"His  intellectual  abilities  and  scholarship  were  of  a 
high  order,  and  so,  when  it  became  necessary  to  seek  an 
able  man  for  part  of  my  wrork,  my  thoughts  naturally 
turned  to  him.  He,  however,  deemed  it  best  not  to  accept 
the  position,  and  you  will  think  that  the  condition  of  his 
health  was  the  cause  of  his  decision;  but  it  was  not  so. 
Full  of  hope  that  amounted  to  confidence,  he  felt  that  he 
was  at  last  ready  to  take  up  the  work  to  which  he  had 
dedicated  his  life.  I  was  weak  and  very  feeble;  but  this 
boy  of  mine  had  come  to  think  himself  strong  again — 
strong  for  work,  strong,  if  need  be,  for  conflict.  I  was 
about  to  rest  and  to  seek  health;  he,  earnest,  enthusias- 
tic, hopeful,  was  anticipating  a  call. 

"And  the  call  came.  Not,  indeed,  the  call  he  was  an- 
ticipating, not  a  call  to  the  ministry  of  service  to  which 
he  had  looked  forward  so  eagerly;  but  yet  truly  a  call, 
though  the  messenger  who  presented  it  was  not  the  mod- 
erator of  a  Presbytery  but  the  angel  of  the  Lord  calling 
him  home. 

"There  is  a  custom  in  the  Peruvian  navy  of  singular 
beauty  and  pathos.  At  the  monthly  muster  when  the 
roll  is  called,  the  list  is  headed  with  the  name  of  Admiral 
Grau,  Peru's  most  distinguished  sailor.  At  the  mention 
of  his  name,  an  officer  steps  forward,  uncovers,  points  up- 
ward, and  says:  'Absent,  but  accounted  for!  He  is  with 
the  heroes.' 

"Horace  Cleland  has  answered  the  call.  We  who  knew 
him  are  meeting  here  today  to  do  honor  to  his  memory. 
Often  hereafter  we  shall  think  of  him;  not  seldom  shall  we 
meet  and  speak  his  name.  It  may  be  that  no  such  cir- 
cumstances of  pomp  and  splendor  as  characterize  a  mili- 
tary or  naval  pageant,  shall  mark  those  meetings  any  more 
than  they  mark  this;  but  that  will  matter  naught.  We 
shall  call  his  name — the  name  of  this  good  soldier  of  Jesus 
Christ,  the  name  of  our  son,  our  brother,  our  pupil,  our 

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classmate,  our  friend.  We  shall  call  his  name,  'Horace 
Cleland', — and,  thank  God,  all  who  knew  him  will  answer 
confidently:  'Absent,  but  accounted  for.  He  is  forever 
with  the  Lord'.  " 

Reference  has  more  than  once  been  made  to 
the  diary  found  after  Horace's  death.  Certain 
extracts  from  it  were  read  by  Dr.  J.  A.  Gordon 
at  the  funeral  services,  and  better  than  all  else, 
perhaps,  they  showed  his  fellowship  with  Christ, 
his  implicit  trust  in  his  Father's  love;  the  secret 
of  his  overcoming  life.  These,  with  certain 
others,  have  been  inserted  with  the  prayer  that 
other  lives  may  find  his  hidden  life  an  inspira- 
tion. 

"Oct.  1,  1904.      (First  Entry.) 

"On  this  first  day  of  October,  1904,  I  make  a  solemn 
covenant  with  my  God — that  if  He  will  draw  near  to  me 
this  year,  and  keep  me  very  close  to  Him,  and  reveal  Him- 
self and  His  will  to  me  'in  demonstration  of  the  spirit  and 
of  power' — I  covenant  and  agree  to  serve  Him  just  in  the 
way  He  will  have  me,  in  the  place  He  will  have  me,  at  the 
time  He  will  have  me, — to  use  all  my  powers  for  his  glory; 
by  His  help  to  crucify  self  that  I  may  be  like  unto  Him. 
Trusting  Jesus  Christ  as  my  Savior  and  Friend;  and  the 
Holy  Spirit  as  my  Sanctifier  and  Comforter,  I  give  myself 
in  a  new  and  loving  consecration  to  Thee,  my  Father  and 
my  God.  Oh,  use  me  for  Thy  glory,  in  the  way  that 
seemeth  best  for  Thee.  And  unto  Him  who  is  able  to 
keep  me  from  falling  and  to  present  me  faultless  before 
the  presence  of  His  glory  with  exceeding  joy,  to  the  only 
wise  God,  my  Savior,  be  glory  and  majesty,  dominion  and 
power  both  now  and  forever — Amen." 

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"It  is  my  purpose  as  I  begin  this  new  year  of  the  Semi- 
nary to  live  nearer  my  Master  than  I  have  ever  lived  be- 
fore.    I  shall  try  to  attain  this  end  in  two  ways: 

1st.  To  scrupulously  observe  the  morning  watch.  To 
meet  Him  and  study  His  word  before  I  meet  others  or 
study  human  words. 

2d.  To  try  to  do  some  work,  however  small  and  in- 
significant it  may  seem,  for  Him  each  day.  The  present 
alone  is  mine — 'for  who  can  know  what  he  shall  do  the 
coming  day?' 

"Dear  Lord,  give  me  a  greater  hatred  of  sin — let  me 
catch  something  of  Thy  vision  of  sin,  but  give  me  with  it 
a  vision  also  of  Thy  love  for  man  and  Thy  saving  graces — 
a  passionate  passion  for  the  lost." 

"Lord  God,  may  I  not  be  satisfied  with  anything  short 
of  Thy  highest  purpose  for  me.  May  I  live  very  near  to 
Thee  this  week  and  accomplish  something  for  Thee.  O 
grant  to  me  a  vision  of  Thee  and  of  the  cross,  my  Master, 
such  as  I  have  never  seen  before." 

"Give  me  a  greater  ambition,  a  deeper  passion  to  win 
men  for  Christ — May  I  be  true  to  the  great  privilege  Thou 
hast  given  me." 

"Jan  1,  1905. 

My  New  Year's  resolve : 

To  do  always  the  things  that  are  pleasing  to  Thee." 

Help  me,  Dear  Master,  to  be  true  to  this  resolve.  I  want 
to  begin  and  end  each  day  of  this  New  Year  with  Thee, 
and  live  with  Thee  every  moment  between.  Help  me, 
Father,  to  realize  this  purpose." 

"Wrote  letter  to  H —  and  also  to  R —  Dear  Master,  use 
both  for  Thy  glory." 

"May  19. 

Reached  home  yesterday.  Today  is  my  birthday, 
23  years    old.      My  God  accept    today  a  renewed    con- 

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secration  of  my  life,  my  powers,  my  talents  for  Thee. 
I  would  use  them  for  thine  honor  and  glory  and  the  up- 
building of  the  kingdom  in  foreign  lands." 

"Nov.  2. 

News  received  of  Jack  Peale's  death  in  China. 

"Blessed  Master,  Thou  doest  all  things  well:  we  cannot 
understand  thy  dealings  but  we  would  trust  thy  wisdom 
and  Thy  love.  Bless  the  work  he  has  been  called  from. 
Use  his  death  to  spread  Thy  kingdom  in  China,  and  to 
bless  this  Seminary.  Oh  Master  make  and  keep  me  faith- 
ful even  unto  death.  Accept  from  me  a  renewed  conse- 
cration this  night— if  Thou  dost  want  me  to  take  up  the 
work  that  Jack  laid  down — dear  Master  show  me  very 
plainly  just  where  it  is  and  when  I  should  go  to  it,  O 
blessed  Lord  let  me  give  to  Thee  a  joyful  and  a  faithful 
service." 

"Dec.  31,  Jan  1,  1906. 

"Alone  in  front  of  fire  in  little  room  at  F — 's  watched 
out  the  old  year. 

May  this  year,  1906,  be  pre-eminently  a  year  in  which 
I  shall  learn  wonderful  lessons  in  the  school  of  prayer, 
'Lord  teach  me  to  pray.'  I  would  feel  ever  the  constant 
and  abiding  influence  of  my  Savior  and  learn  to  trust  Him 
and  rely  on  Him  and  commune  with  Him  as  never  before. 
Let  me  leave  everything  in  Thy  hands,  O,  Lord,  Teach 
me  a  trust  and  a  surrender  that  I  have  never  known 
before.     And  oh  my  Lord  teach  me  to  pray." 

"May  19,  1906.     My    birthday— 24    years    old. 

Jesus  Christ,  my  Master,  I  want  to  dedicate  and  conse- 
crate myself  anew  to  Thee  today,  and  not  for  today  alone, 
nor  for  this  year  alone — but  forever.     Grant  me  this  year: 

1st.     A  greater,  truer  devotion  to  Thee. 

2d.  A  greater  love  for  men  and  longing  to  win  them. 
'3rd.     A  greater  faith. 

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4th.  More  power  in  prayer.  Teach  me  to  pray  and 
to  love  prayer. 

5th.  Greater  devotion  to  and  deeper  lessons  from  Thy 
Word. 

6th.     An  entire  consecration  to  Thee. 

7th.  A  closer  walk  with  Thee — a  fuller  baptism  of 
Thy  Holy  Spirit.  Let  me  live  up  to  this  verse  this  year 
my  Master:  'Not  to  do  mine  own  will  but  the  will  of  Him 
that  sent  me.'  " 

"Dec.  3d,  1906. 

Two  years  ago  today  I  made  this  entry  'Thou  knowst 
best  and  doest  all  things  well.'  Lord  grant  that  I  may 
never  come  to  doubt  that  sentence;  but  even  when  things 
shall  seem  far  from  'well'  to  my  eyes  may  I  be  able  to 
realize  that  Thou  art  my  Father  and  that  all  things  work 
together  for  good  to  those  who  love  Thee. 

"Now  Lord  in  the  closing  month  of  another  year  I  ask 
Thy  blessing.  Keep  me  very  close  to  Thyself  and  give 
me  a  deeper  Spiritual  and  Christian  experience.  Give 
me  the  spirit  of  continual  communion  and  of  ever  increas- 
ing gratitude.  Thou  hast  given  much  to  me — grant  one 
thing  more,  a  grateful  heart,  not  thankful  when  it  pleases 
me,  but  such  a  heart  whose  pulse  shall  be  Thy  praise. 

"Guide  me  now  all  this  month.  Make  it  a  glad  month 
because  it  shall  be  one  lived  in  Thy  constant  presence. 
Keep  me  from  sin  or  from  aught  that  shall  displease  Thee. 
Help  me  to  be  a  blessing  to  others." 

More  than  once  reference  has  been  made  to 
Horace's  desire  to  carry  his  Savior's  message  of 
life  and  truth  to  that  larger  world  of  darkness 
lying  beyond  our  own  borders.  He  died  with 
that  purpose  unfulfilled,  leaving  us  his  mission 
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and  its  responsibility.  The  final  plea  he  makes 
to  the  young  men  and  young  women  who  read 
this  little  volume,  being  borrowed  from  the 
cemetery  of  Princeton  College,  is  inscribed  on  the 
head-stone  beneath  which  he  sleeps: — "Go  to 
the  heathen/'  it  reads,  "they  cannot  die  as  I 
die/'  It  is  his  last  call  to  definite,  far-reaching 
service  —  that  service  which  constitutes  the 
high  aim  of  every  worthy  life.  Shall  we  not  heed 
it,  eager  to  finish  a  work  of  world  wide,  eternal 
scope?  Not  otherwise  can  some  of  us  do  our 
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